Mish is hosting dVerse Poetics today. For today’s prompt, she'd like us to focus on metaphorical masks, or psychological masks, so to speak. Here’s my take at it: Hey you! Yes! I am talking to you Not the one who’s smiling at my disgracing cue But the real...
Poetry
Quadrille: Memories
encumbering societal norms weighed heavy on me so I rescinded to hibernate to rationalize my subsistence to feel my roots like waves retracting to depth of ocean then your memories creaked gently in the silence of my heart breathing me to life yet again ...
Senryu: Diwali
We are celebrating Diwali in India today. This festival of lights is one of the most awaited and celebrated occasions for Hindus in the country. With people flooding the markets with their innovative gifting ideas, it’s an occasion filled with joy, gaiety and mirth...
A Poem is…
feelings… feelings invoke imagination imagination rears thoughts thoughts starve for words words scattered… as billions of stars and galaxies thoughts amalgamate with words words spill on paper a poem is born! happiness orchestrates… makes soul dance soar without...
Tanka: Dreams
dreams of yesterday glistening beauty today instilling belief I'm quilling more dreams today envisioning future bliss The post follows the prompt words “dreams” and “beauty” given by Elsie of Ramblings of a Writer for Tanka Challenge Week #66
Poem: I am your refrigerator
Lillian is hosting Tuesday Poetics at dVerse. For today’s prompt, she wants us to walk into our kitchen and open our refrigerator. Pick something specific that resides in, or on the outside of the refrigerator. Let that be the inspiration for our poem and write about...
Quadrille: Hope
De Jackson of WhimsyGizmo who is a Las Vegan, hosted Quadrille on Monday at dVerse, when we write a poem of exactly 44 words, including a given word. (I know I’m a little late for submission!) In light of the recent killings in Las Vegas, De rightly believes that in...
Haiku: Mist
golden ball of heat expunges ephemeral mist life effloresces The post follows the prompt “mist” given by Haiku Horizons for this week.
Poem: I lost myself
thunderous waves never plundered my spirits neither hurricane ravaged my vigour dusk never dawned encumbrance for darkness shrouded my existence unscathed by the disparaging world I was wounded only one time but contusions spurn to heal I’ve been in pain ever since…...